Ripcording down from their Leeds home-town, they kicked off their live set by hammering out the only known cover version of of The Subterraneans My Flamingo. And as if that wasn't cool enough, the guitarist couldn"t refrain from rather splendid arm-whirling Townshend guitar impersonations. Earth, Dogs & Eggshells is a masterly album, brimming with chiming guitars and dreamy melodies which massage the neck and easily the most soulful white girl vocals since Chrissie Hynde; the albums most defining moment was the sublime pop-psychedelia of Mr. Gas, but about five years too early to shame the batch of John Leckie produced Brit-Pop revivalists. One can only wonder what might have been..